Ji Shaoqiang's favor: National school grass please keep a low profile

Chapter 6 v.6 He wants to dunk
"It doesn't count if you say it doesn't count?" Yuan Ye raised his eyebrows.

He Ziyu wanted to say something else, but Yuan Ye waved his hand: "If you want to fight, hurry up, if you don't want to beat him down."

As soon as these words came out, He Ziyu paused and gritted his teeth, "Shoot, it's just three points, and the points I just made count."

Yuan Ye smiled: "Where did you stand and throw the ball just now?"

kindness?
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Except..." He Ziyu suddenly stopped.

He just made a shot and was off the court.

Seeing his reaction, the smile in Yuan Yeyi's eyes became even bigger. She walked over, patted He Ziyu's shoulder, and said in a lazy voice, "You don't count."

He Ziyu's face darkened for a moment, and seeing the smile in Yuan Ye's eyes, he forced a smile: "Isn't it just three points? Am I still afraid of you?"

"Of course not." Yuan Yeyi's voice was indifferent and frivolous: "You are a real gentleman."

He Ziyu's veins popped out: "Enough talking nonsense, let's fight!"

As soon as the words fell, He Ziyu suddenly stretched out one hand towards the basketball, Yuan Ye's eyes sank, he dodged sideways, his feet were as fast as the wind,
Stepping with his left foot and hitting the ball with his right hand, he avoided He Ziyu's obstruction and ran towards the basketball frame in the distance. He Ziyu immediately caught up.

Although Yuan Yeyi has been working hard on dribbling and physical strength, her height is indeed a disadvantage in the basketball world, and her current speed is still a little behind those with long legs. Therefore, He Ziyu has no trouble catching up. How much effort.

Yuan Ye glanced at the distance between He Ziyu and her behind her from a diagonal angle. Her face remained unchanged, and with a turn of her right hand, the basketball moved to her left hand, speeding up.

The two have entered the inner zone of the three-point line.

Yuan Yeyi made a jumping motion.

Zhang Shuye, who was watching, looked at Yuan Yeyi's actions: "If you choose to shoot a three-pointer at this time, He Ziyu will definitely be able to catch up and stop it.

He Ziyu knew it too—it was a fake shot. "

Yu Shaoce narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

"No, just because you think so, she will definitely vote."

He Ziyu arrived in front of Yuan Yeyi.Half of Yuan Ye's body was already in the air, his hands were slightly bent back, and with a flick of his wrist,
The basketball has left her slender hands.

He Ziyu's eyes narrowed, and he jumped up suddenly. As soon as his hand touched the basketball leather, he suddenly saw the corner of Yuan Yeyi's raised lips.

The outstretched hand paused, and an idea formed in his mind almost instantly.

cheated?
Yuan Yeyi stretched his hand over He Ziyu's shoulder, grabbed the ball tightly, and slapped it down hard. At the same time, he slipped under He Ziyu's armpit and disappeared in front of He Ziyu's eyes almost instantly.

"Damn it." He Ziyu cursed in a low voice, and after landing, he chased after him without the slightest pause.

Yuan Yeyi was about to shoot again, but He Ziyu's figure suddenly stood in front of Yuan Yeyi. Yuan Ye paused, and the next moment the ball popped out of his hand.

Break through the defense.

"You lost." At the moment of passing sideways, Yuan Yeyi slowly spit out these three words, those eyes did not have the usual playfulness and frivolity, but only the serious focus on basketball and the color of confidence.

"What are you talking about..." He Ziyu was a little annoyed, because he was annoyed at not being able to keep Yuan Yeyi every time.

Although he couldn't defend Yuan Yeyi, as long as she took off, he would be able to defend her, so isn't Yuan Yeyi a bit confident when he said this?
Yuan Ye stretched out a hand to catch the basketball.

He didn't shoot directly.

With this thought in He Ziyu's mind, bad thoughts passed by, and he even forgot to defend, just staring at Yuan Yeyi's figure.

And after confirming that matter, the pupils couldn't help shrinking.

dunk.

The height of 172 wants to dunk!
(End of this chapter)